We’re having a nice wet spring (even if it isn’t actually spring yet). That means we’ve been having lovely 75 degree days during the week and cold (55 – 60 degrees) rainy weekends for the last month. We never did get that heavy storm the weathermen predicted a while back. There was no flooding, just a nice steady rain that went on for about a day. It was just what we needed. The ski resorts in the mountains are happy, the desert is greening up, and so is my yard. With weeds.
It’s so wonderful to see green in the desert that I almost hate to pull them. Sometimes they have pretty flowers. But the pesky things don’t stay small and cute. So I guess I’ll have to labor under the sun this weekend (if it’s not raining again) and send the interlopers packing.
Yes, I know it sounds like I’m rubbing it in to pretty much anyone in the country who doesn’t live here. Just wait. You’ll get your turn to gloat when we’re baking to a delicate crunch this summer at 105 degrees Fahrenheit.